If It Feels Good Do It

One of the downsides of being unemployed is that it’s easy to end up spending large portions of the day alone. During daylight hours, I mean. Everyone else is at work. And I hate being alone. That’s one of my not so well concealed, secret weaknesses. Or I used to hate being alone. A lot [...]

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“You emerge from this marvelous novel as if from a dream, the mind on fire…”
Some dumbass from New York wrote that about One Hundred Years of Solitude. Or something like that. As part of his review I mean. It’s printed back of the book.
And some dumbass from New York was right. I highly recommend [...]

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Finally I’m not coughing every five seconds.
Happy New Years again.
People want to be heroes and they want to be special. Most people anyways. But for some reason it’s not considered cool to say that. “I want to be a hero and I want to be special.”
So instead of saying it, people manifest this behavior toward [...]

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There was only one seat available in Borders last night and it was near a circle of people. Little did I know the circle formed a writing group. But, I soon found out it was a writing group when one person began reading out loud a story she wrote.
She was a grown woman and [...]

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DEPARTURE 2 I was still in Tokyo experiencing something like information overload and culture shock combined into one you could call it cultural overload if you felt like I was fatigued on the subway things became strange it was just after sunset and people were slumped over and one guy was stroking his chin [...]

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It’s 2009! I almost forgot.
Alright, alright, let me draft up a list of New Year’s resolutions.

Go to Japan.
Get drunk.
While in Japan.
Bang chicks.
Go to Taiwan.

So far far I’m five for five. Yeah baby!
Ok, ok, just kidding. I haven’t gone to Taiwan yet. But I will. Today. In less than 12 hours.

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Kyabakura. It’s too much and not enough at the same time.
In theory and in practice, Kyabakura is a bar where girls come and sit next to you and pour drinks and touch your leg and flirt with you.
I had never been before. We walked into a dimly lit club. It was like an “ultra lounge” [...]

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If say, hypothetically speaking there was a girl I loved and I wrote her an email regarding the first few days of my trip to Japan, an excerpt of that email might go a little something like the text below.
Yesterday I wanted to check my email but we couldn’t get my friend’s computer to work. [...]

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TAKEOFF
I saw A. Remember A? The girl I met that one time in Vegas? She was even more hilarious than I remembered. But her boyfriend did not look particularly amused by my presence. He was decorated with a Leatherface tattoo. And others.
They were visiting San Francisco. After I took BART home I had dinner with Nicole, [...]

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